Three exclamation marks, as decreed by the illustrious Hunter guideline.
I've had it. Really. I have.
I don't give a shit which candidate "owns" the issue of getting the troops out of Iraq. It doesn't f*cking matter to me if Obama "was there first" or if Hillary's "sharpening her edge" or if Dodd's been speaking out for ages, which he has.
We had the general and the ambassador talking yesterday about the fact that they want more time to do whatever it is that they want to do. And when asked the question as to whether or not they think the whole thing will work, their response was...
"I don't know."
That's effectively what they said...but embedded within a whole bunch of other stuff.
But as I'm sitting engaging in discussions about a guy who is 4 years younger than my non-senile parents, I'm suddenly hit with the realization that I really couldn't care less who is the "leader" on this issue.
I just want the people in charge of this debacle to figure out a way--one that's fast, reasonable, responsible, and actionable--to get my friends, my students, and the kids of my other friends home.
Figure it out. Stop calling a candidate senile/out to lunch/old koot/whatever. Stop typing that X was there first. Because ultimately, it's not about who was there first...it's about how to get out of the middle of a civil war. And that takes thought and action...in addition to all of the pretty words being bandied about.
This is about more than a presidential soundbyte.
It's about so much more...